"Stop staring!" I glared at Dion was sitting beside me.
He has been staring at me ever since I arrived. If I had just known he would just stare at me the whole time and tease me, I shouldn't have agreed to go to his house early in the morning.
"Why? Am I not allowed to stare at my girlfriend?"
I suppressed the smile when I heard him addressed me as his girlfriend. I bite my lips which is a bad idea because I accidentally bit the wounded part, making me utter an "Ouch!". He held my face when he heard me and carefully caress the small wound on my lower lip, his brows met as he scolded me,
"You shouldn't have bite it, I could bite it for you," he said, making me glare at him.
"And what? Make it more swollen and wounded than it is now? No thanks!"